The Hotel
Paul meets up with a friend who works at a hotel
The low sun turned the ancient stones a fiery orange as Paul drove past Stonehenge, nearly at his destination. As he parked close to the front door of the hotel, he noticed how empty the car park was, hoping that it was going to mean that the restaurant would be quiet all evening as well. Walking through the foyer, he glanced into the bar and saw her standing there, folding napkins with the other two members of staff in t...